Page 4 of Rescued by the Alien Hit Man (Villains Do It Better)

CHAPTER 4

CIKARIUS

A s we cautiously approached the hidden cave, the soft moss-covered ground muffled our footsteps. I was grateful to have found this sanctuary. The jungle moon held a lot of secrets. Numerous ways to die, but also several sanctuaries like the cave. You just needed to know where to look. “Stay put,” I said, not wanting to leave Mia’s side, but it was unavoidable.

Her eyes widened, pleading. “You’re leaving me?”

The instinct to comfort her almost overwhelmed me. “Only for a minute. I need to make sure nothing can find us.”

She nodded and I left the cave before I changed my mind. With my heightened senses and knowledge of the environment, I set up an early notification system using vines and fallen branches to alert us if anyone or anything approached our hiding place.

Slipping back into the cave, my eyes scanned the surroundings, ensuring our safety before allowing myself to settle down. Every bio enhancement and engineered gene in my body screamed that this was the moment I should kill Mia. Her body would never be found. I had barely discovered the cave myself, so I knew no one else would be able to find it. But I had saved her life twice now, and all I wanted was to feel her curves and plunge deep inside her.

“Is it safe?” Mia asked, her green eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and concern, her voice soft-spoken yet precise.

“Safe enough for now,” I said, my tone measured. I couldn’t help but admire her keen intelligence as she observed our hideout, her slender form clothed in attire suitable for fieldwork in the stifling jungle of Dufair, but clung to her body in such a way that I wanted to rip it off.

I forced myself to remain still, fighting the urge to act on my genetic programming. Mia’s life was in my hands now, twice over. The thought should have filled me with satisfaction at a job well done. Instead, it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Mia approached me with slow, cautious steps, her slender form melting into the gloom. I watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the soft curve of her hips as they swayed with each stride. Heat pooled in my abdomen at the sight, my body responding to her nearness in a way no one had programmed it to.

“Thank you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “For saving me again.”

The soft scent of her arousal reached me, and I fought the urge to act on it. I grunted in response, unsure of how to process the conflicting impulses warring within me. My fingers curled into fists, nails biting into genetically engineered, quick healing flesh as I fought to remain still.

Genetically engineered for efficiency and obedience, an awakening conscience led me to question my existence and purpose. As I sat there, watching Mia explore our temporary refuge, I realized that my protective instincts toward her had solidified my commitment to her. But what kind of future could we have together? The weight of my doubts and fears threatened to crush me.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her green eyes searching mine with a newfound vulnerability. “You seem… distant.”

I hesitated before responding, knowing that I couldn’t reveal the truth of my turmoil. “I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Just tired from our journey.”

“Me too,” she said, and for a moment, we shared an understanding that went beyond words. The air between us crackled with tension as we acknowledged our mutual attraction—despite the danger that surrounded us.

But my desire for her would have to remain unfulfilled. As much as I longed to touch her, to feel her body pressed against mine, I couldn’t allow myself that pleasure. I was a hit man, after all—a being created for destruction, not love.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Mia asked again, her concern for me evident in her voice. I could hear the pounding of her heart and smell her arousal, but I couldn’t let my own desires distract me from our precarious situation.

“Trust me, Mia,” I said, trying to reassure her while avoiding the full truth. “I’m fine. We just need to stay focused on staying safe.”

She nodded, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. It was clear she sensed something more beneath the surface, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she moved closer, her slender fingers brushing against my hand. The contact sent a jolt of electric arousal through me, and I struggled to maintain control.

“I don’t know why you’re helping me,” she said, “but I’m grateful you did.”

“Your gratitude is unnecessary,” I said, my voice strained with suppressed emotion. “It’s my duty to protect you.”

“Is that all it is?” she asked, her gaze locked on mine. “Just a duty?”

My throat tightened as I considered how to respond. Could I admit the depth of my desire for her? That every fiber of my being screamed for me to claim her as my own?

“Maybe not,” I said, my voice barely audible. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m dangerous, Mia. You should be careful around me.”

“Even an honorable man would have made love to me by now,” she said, her emerald eyes darkening with desire. Her words, like a siren’s call, tempted me to lose myself in her embrace. But I couldn’t give in—not when so much was at stake.

“Please, Mia,” I said, my voice hoarse with longing. “Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

Her hand found mine in the dark, slender fingers threading between my own. A jolt passed through me at her touch, lightning dancing across nerve endings no ordinary human possessed. I stared at our joined hands, uncertainty gnawing at the edges of my thoughts.

This was dangerous. She was dangerous. I should end this now before?—

Warm lips pressed against my chest, chasing the trail of scars that marked my skin. Scars that not even my quick healing flesh could eradicate. One scar for each completed mission. A groan rumbled in my throat as sparks ignited under her mouth, racing through my body to pool in my groin.

“Be with me,” she said against my skin. “Just for tonight.”

“I will be in this cave with you all night.”

A smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

The air in the cave crackled with tension as Mia rubbed my hardening cock through my pants. Her touch broke me. I growled, overcome by the intensity of my desire, and moved with lightning speed, gently placing Mia on the soft soil in the cave while I straddled her. She smiled, writhing beneath me, her body begging for my touch.

“I hope you’re not that fast with everything you do.”

As I quickly disrobed, Mia’s eyes widened with curiosity when she saw my chest. Anyone who had ever seen it wondered at the marks, but her gaze traveled lower and stopped at my cock. Her tongue darted out to touch her lips, and I could feel the heat from her lustful stare.

“Not everything,” I said.

I wanted to rip Mia’s clothes off, but this would be my only chance to be with her. I wanted to savor the moment. Slowly, I undressed her, each article of clothing sliding off her body like sensual torture for both of us. I kissed her flesh as I revealed it, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.

Once Mia lay naked beneath me, vulnerable and beautiful, I still waited. I wanted to worship her body, to explore every inch of her before I claimed her as my own. My fingers traced delicate patterns on her skin, igniting a fire that spread throughout our entwined bodies.

I claimed her lips in a searing kiss that left my cock twitching with need. My tongue swept into her mouth, dueling with hers, the velvety strokes sending sparks of need through me. Her hands roamed my body as if she couldn’t get enough of me, setting my skin ablaze wherever she touched. I groaned into her mouth, desire burning in my veins like molten fire.

My eyes flicked open for a moment and in the dim light of the cave, I saw the impossible.

My skin seemed to glow as if lit from within, pulsing with a subtle bioluminescence in time with the pounding of her heart. Each place her hands trailed on my body left behind fleeting bursts of color, as if her very touch could ignite my augmented cells. A fated mate. It wasn’t supposed to be possible.

Mesmerized, I broke the kiss to trail kisses down Mia’s body, stopping at her breasts to suck both like a man dying of thirst. I loved the way she moaned, a symphony of pleasure that reverberated through my very soul. Moving lower, I pressed tender kisses on her belly, feeling her muscles quiver beneath my touch.

The scent of her arousal filled my senses, an intoxicating perfume I couldn’t get enough of. I slid lower until I reached the dark curls at the apex of her thighs.

“Please, Cikarius,” she said, a note of pleading in her voice.

Settling between her legs, my breath hitched as I beheld the sight before me. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating and irresistible. Gently, I licked her clit, coaxing a gasp from her lips.

She cried out, back bowing off the ground as I dove in with abandon. My tongue swirled and flicked over her clit, delving into her entrance to gather more of her sweet nectar. I could feast on her for hours, addicted to the sounds of her pleasure and the way she writhed beneath my ministrations.

Her hands fisted in my hair, holding me in place as her hips undulated. I increased the pressure, wrapping my lips around her sensitive bud to suck strongly. She screamed my name, inner walls clenching around nothing as her orgasm crashed over her in waves.

I gentled my touch but didn’t stop, lapping at her entrance through each aftershock. When her grip on my hair loosened, I kissed my way back up her body and claimed her mouth, letting her taste herself on my lips.

“You’re not done yet,” I said, cock throbbing almost painfully against her thigh. I needed to bury myself inside her, to feel the pulse of her release around me.

She moaned, nails scoring down my back. “Take me, Cikarius. I’m yours.”

Unable to resist any longer, I positioned myself above her, my painfully hard cock desperate for relief only Mia could provide. Other females had given me pleasure before, but Mia was different—she was the only one who made my entire being ache with longing. Once I plunged into her body, I knew everything would change; there would be no one else for me.

With a growl, I thrust into her welcoming heat and stilled, savoring the sensation of her silken walls enveloping me. Nothing had ever felt so right, as if I was made to be here, joined with her in body and soul.

I gazed down at her, wonder and possessiveness warring within me. She was beauty personified, a vision to inspire poets and bring men to their knees. And she was mine, if only for this moment. I would make it last.

Drawing back slowly, I pushed into her again, setting up a leisurely rhythm designed for maximum pleasure. Her breath caught on every stroke, soft cries urging me on. I leaned down to capture her mouth, swallowing each sweet sound as I made love to her with reverence.

She was my salvation, my light in the darkness. My Mia. I poured all the emotions swirling inside me into each kiss, each caress, each stroke, hoping she understood what I couldn’t say. That she was mine, now and forever.

She arched into me, nails digging deeper. “Harder, Cikarius. I need more.”

I increased my pace, hips snapping forward to bury myself to the hilt again and again. Her moans rose in pitch, inner walls fluttering around my length. I was close, so close, but I wouldn’t find release until she came undone around me.

Reaching between us, I stroked her clit in time with my thrusts. Her back bowed off the ground as she shattered around me, a scream tearing from her throat. I followed after her, growling her name as I emptied myself inside her welcoming heat.

Collapsing beside her, I gathered her close. She curled into my embrace with a contented sigh, tracing idle patterns across my chest. I pressed a kiss to her hair, breathing in her scent.

“You’re mine now. No one will ever take you from me.” My words held the weight of a vow. I would kill anyone who dared try to separate us, Sionagog Syndicate be damned. She was my mate, my heart, my everything.

Mia tilted her head up, lips curving into a soft smile. “And you’re mine. Always.”

Joy and possessiveness warred within me at her declaration. I sealed my claim with a searing kiss, losing myself in her taste. When our lips parted, I gazed into eyes glowing with love and hoped I would never be alone again. She was my light, my salvation, my home.

And I would destroy anything that threatened what was mine.

Before long, Mia’s breathing changed to the soft, even breathing of slumber. As I watched Mia sleep peacefully in my arms, I couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty and resilience. She had faced the horrors of Dufair with courage and determination, a testament to the strength that lay within her. But it was her vulnerability in my embrace that truly captivated me, stirring emotions within me I had never thought possible.

The reality of our situation weighed heavily on my conscience. The truth of my past as a hit man loomed like a dark cloud over our newfound intimacy. Would she still desire me if she knew what I had done? Could she ever forgive me for the lives I’d taken? Could I forgive myself? Until now, I’d thought every target deserved their fate.

With every passing moment, my resolve to protect her only grew stronger. We would face unimaginable dangers in our quest for to get off Dufair, but I was determined to stand by her side, no matter the cost.

“Sleep well, Mia,” I whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. She sighed contentedly in response, burrowing deeper into my arms.

As I held her close, an unfamiliar warmth spread through my chest. Our attraction would be tested in the coming days, but there was nothing we couldn’t overcome together.

“Whatever happens, I’ll protect you,” I said, my words barely audible even to my own ears. “I promise.”

I carefully shifted my weight, trying not to disturb her as I pulled on my clothes. The darkness of the cave closed in around me, reflecting the uncertainty that lay ahead.

Gently, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the mission instructions, along with the photo of Mia that had been provided. My gaze lingered on her image, a reminder of the woman who had stolen my heart and given me something worth fighting for.

With a deep breath, I pulled out my communication tablet and composed a message to the Sionagog Syndicate. It was terse but clear: “I resign.”

I hesitated for a moment before hitting send, knowing that there would be no turning back once the message hit my employer’s inbox. The consequences of my decision weighed heavily on my mind. No one had ever left the Sionagog Syndicate before. What would happen now?

As I sent the message, both fear and determination coursed through me. Our path would be fraught with danger, but I was prepared to face it head-on to protect Mia.

In the cave’s darkness, thoughts of the depth of my feelings for her consumed me, my protective instincts solidifying my commitment to her. Even if Mia never wanted to see me again, I would never stop protecting her. But now, I needed to find out who wanted her out of the way.